Lyrics

Got it on lock Keep it in stock Steady switching up spots Running rentals all winter, summertime get hot Gotta pull out the drop Nigga got drip got drop Niggas switched up, flip flop Showing fake love, threw salt Wilx like Silk, Oh it ain't my fault Wilx like silk, got game for a lame Wilx want funds, give fuck bout fame Hoes i don't know wanna give me brain Call me by my IG name Remember days was full of rain Smoking by my windowpane Now i be living out my dreams Look out the window on the plane Feels good to be traveling I'm throwed like a javelin I got the sauce wit no additives Nigga the trap is my habitat Walk in this bitch and inhibit it You feeling froggy then ribbit then Giving my niggas the game It'd be lame to prohibit them Niggas doing shit for a show like pimp my ride You like Xzibit is The morals and shit that we stand for You can't exhibit this, you can't get rid of this Nothing as sick as this, this is like Hepititus Locked in like a hypnotist Sound like i'm singing them hymnals Locked in 'cuz i want me some M & M's Got it on lock Got it on Got it on Got it on lock Had to switch up the spot Summertime had to pull out the drop Got it on lock Got it on Got in on lock Got it on lock Keep it in stock Steady switching up spots Running rentals all winter, summertime get hot Gotta pull out the drop Nigga got drip got drop Niggas switched up, flip flop Showing fake love, threw salt Wilx like Silk, Oh it ain't my fault
Writer(s): Wilkes London Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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